I sort of just felt like explaining the whole John/Caldwell confrontation. For some reason I've always thought that Caldwell might have a crush on Elizabeth or something and John knows it but Elizabeth doesn't. Don't ask me where I get these ideas from. lol. And I wanted to write that in because it made the chapter longer. Now on with the last chapter:

A great pain was growing in her chest. She had no idea how long it had been since John had left and at this moment she didn't care. She fought the urge to throw up, releasing a small whimper as she curled into a small ball. Her head felt like it was going to explode and her whole body had erupted with burning fire.

Elizabeth could hear heavy footsteps running towards her, but ignored the instructive shouts telling her she needed to sit up. Eye clenched shut; she was too busy concentrating on fighting the battle inside her body to listen to the demands of some stupid doctor.

She screamed as the pain suddenly increased. She could just make out the sounds of someone yelling her name. The anguish in the voice made her eyes snap open as she recognised John's soft tones.

"John!!" She cried out.

She felt a small pain in her arm but it was minimal compared to what the rest of her body was currently experiencing. Something burst in her chest and she had the sensation of falling. Everything went black but not before she heard someone, John, scream her name.


"Hey." Her eyes fluttered open to be met with hazel ones staring back at her.

She groaned. She tried to ask about what had happened but all that came out was another groan. John seemed to understand anyway.

"You were starting to convulse but we managed to inject the cure into you and it worked almost instantly." He explained. "So how are you feeling?"

"Like I've been hit by a wraith stunner. A really big wraith stunner." John smiled at her attempted humour. "I'm guessing the cure worked then?"

"Yeah. Everyone who had the marker in their blood, affected or not, has been given it. All of the other patients have been released but Carson wanted to keep you here for a few days."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes dramatically and snuggled down further into the bed. Looking at John, something suddenly dawned on her.

"John?" He nodded in response. "How long have you been sitting here?"

He fidgeted nervously in his chair before telling her that he hadn't left her bed side since she'd received the cure.

"And how long ago was that?"

"Twelve hours…" he trailed off. Elizabeth grinned; shaking her head.

They were interrupted as Carson came to check up on Elizabeth after noticing she was awake.

"John. Go get something to eat and get some sleep. I'll be fine."

"Aye." Carson agreed. "Go take care of yourself. Elizabeth is in no danger."

John looked at Elizabeth and something about it made her shiver. Then he turned and headed out of the infirmary.

"Right, lass. Let's have a look at that arm."

Elizabeth jumped in shock as Carson checked the plaster cast on her right forearm for any cracks. She had been too caught up with talking to John to notice it before. At her questioning look, Carson explained.

"Just after you were injected with the cure you had a violent spasm and fell to the floor, breaking your arm in the process."

"When can I get out of her Carson?" She asked a little too tiredly for her liking.

Carson pulled out a penlight and answered as he shone it in her eyes. "As soon as I say you can. No arguments."

Elizabeth sighed but sat back and agreed, allowing Carson to check her over.


She found him on their balcony, leaning on the railing, staring at the glistening ocean.

"Hey." He spun around in surprise as she held out a permanent marker. "Sign my cast?"

He smiled and took the pen but didn't move any closer to her outstretched arm.

"I found something in the data base. About the Orples." Elizabeth let her arm drop to her side and joined John by the railing, all thoughts about signing her cast forgotten.


"I know why you were having nightmares." Elizabeth noticeably flinched at their mention.

"The Orples affect people mentally as well as physically. I don't know how the Ancients know all this if they were immune but the Orples bring out your worst fears. Something about linking to the subconscious and a lot of technical stuff I didn't understand." John went silent, watching her face as she thought about what he'd just said.

"I'm afraid I'm going to kill you?" Her forehead wrinkled in confusion.

"I don't think so. At least not directly anyway." Elizabeth remained confused. "You said I…the me in your dream had the Atlantean point of origin symbol on his chest?"

Elizabeth nodded. "Elizabeth you're afraid of 'Gate travel. Afraid that I…members of the expedition won't make it back through the Stargate. And since you send them on missions, you think it's your fault. I talked with Carson and he agrees that that's probably why the Orples affected you slightly differently than everyone else."

Elizabeth turned away from him. "I'm glad you're okay 'Lizabeth."

He walked past her but before he reached the balcony doors she called out. "John?" He turned back around. "You still haven't signed my cast."

He smiled and for the first time in days it reached his eyes. He held her arm with one hand and pulled the lid off the pen with his teeth. Holding her arm steady, he wrote his message. Elizabeth's eyes never left his face.

When he finished, John took the lid from his mouth and recapped the pen, after letting go of Elizabeth's arm. Looking up he found his gaze locked with Elizabeth's. She leant forewords and placed a soft kiss against his lips.

"What…what was that for?" He asked shocked.

"Everything, John. I don't think I could have managed this week without you. Thank you."

John smiled and placed his own kiss on Elizabeth's lips. "Read your cast Elizabeth."

The flyboy grin was back as he handed her the pen and then strode through the doors to the control room. Feeling stupid for grinning as much as she was, Elizabeth looked down at the black writing on the white of the plaster encasing her arm. If it was possible her grin got even larger.

'I don't know what I'd do with out you. Get well soon Lizzy! Always yours-John'

Apart from the fact that the message made her heart swell with joy, Elizabeth knew she was going to have to kill John for calling her Lizzy.

Smiling contentedly, Elizabeth left the balcony wondering if John would continue to dot the 'i' in her name with a little heart.

The End


Yey the end! I hope you enjoyed the first multichapter YotS fic. Sorry there was no proper closure but I just didn't think it would work! And as an explanation to the strange warmth Elizabeth felt when John touched her-as John explains, the Orples affected people mentally as well. So that's that! Reviews welcome! lol. If I can think of an idea there might be a sequal to this. (ideas also welcome in your review)